You Need to Know that You Will Be Okay
You will make it. Even at times when everything is wrong, when you are bewildered to find yourself weeping in an emergency room, you need to know that you will be okay.
The worst has happened. The very, very worst. But you will be okay.
You will need to be told this over and over, by your family, your friends, professionals, and those who have walked this tragedy before. You still won’t believe it.
You need to know that you will be okay.
You will be swimming in a grief that is bottomless and murky, and you will not care if you swim back up.
You will cower, afraid to further enrage fate or God, or whoever allowed this worst thing, however it came to be. “I’m sorry,” you will say, contrite, and you will mean it. Sorry to have been so happy before, as though fate took it personally. You will try to walk under the radar. You will certainly never be so brazenly happy again.
You need to know that you will be okay.
Now, you are the child, the mother, the survivor. You see, with disbelieving eyes, the hope that blooms in front of you. Despite the depth of darkness and despite the murky grief, the hope still blossoms.
And so will you. You need to know that you will be okay.
